It is a great tragedy of life…
… that our capacity to endure suffering is often far greater than our power to eliminate suffering.
And it seems to me a great evil that even our endurance has its limits.
Sometimes all we can do is cry… sometimes for ourselves… sometimes for others… sometimes alone… sometimes with others… as a compassionate, silent witness with all the dignity we can muster.
Some suffering really is beyond the reach of all the love and care in the world.